The Nobody Inn, Doddiscombsleigh
Run No. 2016
HARES: Forrest-Stump & Man-Pig
Who
wuz there: Forrest-Stump, Man-Pig, Shitfaced, Man-Pig, Threesum, Base
Camp, Piltdown Man, Georgy Porgy, Smellie, Shay, Beefy, Psycho,
Beeflicker, Big End, Ned, Well Hopped, Roger the Dodger, Strap-On,
Strap Dancer, Fukarewe, Ernie, Melonpicker, Slip-on-Me, Coldtits,
Archangel, Woodland Only Here for the Beer, Wet Johnny, Manopause
Magnifico and welcome back to returnees Poacher and 69, and finally,
special guest of honour, Broken Man.
Circle
A
dry, but cold and breezy evening, greeted us for our first run from
the Nobody Inn for nearly 25 years. The Hare fretted that numbers would
be low due to the On-Down being quite a long way out for most. On the
other hand, curiosity would be high as most Hashers had never been to
the Nobody Inn before.
As it turned out, Forrest had nothing too worry about (apart from the wind) as numbers hit 31.
The
were very few announcements. Smellie needs Hares from 20th May
onwards. And then it was over to the Hare where the first order of
business was to confirm if numbers for food (a spicy chilli) remained
at twelve.
The Hare's description of the trails was the briefest yet:
"Out
of the car park park". Whereupon Forrest marked the Shorts and the
Walkers whilst man-Pig marked the Longs in the opposite direction.
Trail
Well,
I can truly say that the entire trail was virgin territory for me. I
have only been to the Nobody Inn once before when it was the On-Down
but the trail itself had started and finished at Mr Softy's farm which
is about three miles away.
The
Longs went up towards the church and found no marks. This was,
perhaps, not unsurprising. The wind had been the bane of this trail. We
had laid it in the morning when gusts exceeded 50mph.
When
we backtracked over some of the earlier marks at the end of the lay,
they were no longer there. Not a sign of them. Hence poor old Forrest
spent the best part of the afternoon re-laying them. That's dedication
for you. I guess that the marks were adequate as we all seemed to get
back OK.
Opposite
the church there is a footpath. The back check had been blown away so
a call of "On back" was required to get the Longs back on trail. We
had gone all of 250m by this stage.
The Longs comprised Beeflicker, Beefy, Psycho, Shay, Ernie, Fukarewe and Smellie with Man-Pig sweeping.
The
blown-out marks necessitated some guidance from the Hare in the first
field that contained horses. but once corralled into the bottom far
corner of the field (hashers not the horses) the trail was clearly
discernible as it joined up with the Walkers' and the Shorts' trail.
With
all Hashers back into a single group, we ascended a public footpath
up towards Apridge Farm and the Walkers/Long & Short's split.
The
Walkers got even more virgin territory by being temporarily diverted
into a couple of Forrest's fields before rejoining the road and a
steep descent for an all road return to the pub.
For
everyone else it was straight across the road to embark on the public
footpath that drops down to Batts Brook before the long climb up to
Easternhill Hill Farm.
This
part of the trail was particularly scenic. The trail was initially a
little marshy and then passed over a small wooden footbridge spanning
the brook. We then hugged the right hand hedge line for the long climb
up to some woods.
Therein,
we were pretty much on the level before tumbling down a slight
descent before leaving the woods for another field and another climb.
Near
Easternhill Farm, the marks changed from sawdust to dead sheep.
Finally, another long climb to join a lane near the aptly named,
"Windy Cross".
The trail now took us downhill and to Matthew's Farm and the second Long/Short split.
Forrest
had got permission to cross Matthew's farm. This was the windiest part
of the trail and from here you could clearly see Haldon Belvedere to
the southeast.
The
trail dropped down to the Teign Valley Road only to return up a steep
public footpath to the same road only 250m further along from
Matthew's farm. Those who did not do this loop had the opportunity
to go Short just after Matthew's farm. They would pass Lowley and
remain on tarmac all the way back to the pub.
However,
if electing to go Long, they would rejoin those Longs that had done
the loop around Matthew's farm and would now find themselves descending
to Leigh Cross and a check.
Man-Pig
and Smellie were now almost certainly at the trail end of the Longs.
Smellie turned down the chance to go Short as we climbed a broad track
that headed due east and towards the road the Shorts would have taken.
Hallfway
along this track was the final Long/Short split. Distance wise it
made no difference. This was the only part of the trail that I hadn't
had a hand in laying. So, we both went Long.
Forrest
had said that it was well worth doing as the views were lovely. It
was dipsey but not dark so we still got to see along the Teign valley.
What
we didn't see wa a back check as we ended up at the scrap yard at the
back of the Teign House Inn. After a quick consultation of the map,
printed off (with Man-Pig's thanks) from the Streetmap.co.uk website,
we backtracked back to where we went wrong - passing the back check
that we'd missed earlier.
This
was a particularly lovely part of the trail. A footpath, still quite
high, but over a footbridge and along a tree-lined footpath and down
some steps to rejoin the Shorts' trail back on road.
We
crossed a small stone bridge over Batts Brook again. At the next
junction, the Walkers' trail joined us from the left. A final check
just below the roadsign for Doddiscombsleigh fooled no-one as the
trail took a left and into the village. Here, inevitably, we passed
the "OH" sign and within 3 or 4 minutes were back in the car park.
Thankyou
Forrest for a beautiful trail and all on virgin territory. I think we
can re-use parts of that trail again in the summer and take in the
full beauty of the Teign Valley....just awesome!
Down-Downs
In a double act, and doing a rather poor impersonation of the Two Ronnies, Forrest and Man-Pig undertook the RA'ing.
There were two awards present, both in the custody of the Hares.
Forrest
had the Hashshit shirt. This he gave to Poacher after his long term
absence. Why had he been absent for so long? It looked like his
trainers had worn out. More holes than material. Accordingly, a note
for the "Holey One".
Man-Pig
had the Union Jack hat. He'd seen nothing on trail but he had heard
something in the car park just before the Circle. A certain Harriet
alighted from her sportscar and bracingly shouted, "Sixty-Nine!" Now
that's what I call, "Putting it out there". So who was tonight's brazen
hussy? Coldtits was giggling away merrily and the hat fitted. A note
for the sex pest.
No more awards present so did anyone have a story? Of course they did.
Smellie
regaled the story about an attempted debagging on trail. She was
tackled from behind. But was the assailant successful and does anyone
have any photographic evidence? Alas no. So who was our clandestine
rugby player? Beeflicker. A note for sex pest 2.
Ernie
also had a story. His story was about a married Hasher who was so
impressed by the pub that he thought it an ideal place to bring your new
beau on a first date. I don't think Prickly Bush would be too
impressed, Fukarewe. Not quite sex pest 3 but a note for the
playboy....or something similar.
Yet
another story. Shitfaced had a story about an injured hasher. The
nature of his injury, a throbbing right wrist......"For Heaven's sake
Beefy. Pisswell's only been gone 5 minutes! A note for the Bishop
Basher.
There
were two halves of beer left. Forrest's trail was truly excellent -
as was the pub. In fact, several Hashers commented on how lovely the
pub was and Fukarewe was not the only member of the Hash to think it
would be a great place for a first date (your names will be withheld
conditional upon crossing my palm with silver - otherwise your names
will be in print next week!). Hence, in traditional hash fashion, the
hares received the final two halves - Hold it in your hand Mrs Murphy.
An epic trail with an epic On-Down. I am sure that it will not be another 25 years before our return.
Addendum
Just
as we were leaving the car park to start the run , Broken Man turned
up. I was certainly not expecting him and had no foreknowledge. In
fact, I felt decidedly guilty sweeping the Longs as I did not know if
we had any non-runners left back at the pub that he could talk to.
As
it turned out, this must have been pre-planned by the Committee. This
is because the Hash presented Broken Man with a small, engraved
(fire-branded) chalice and Life Membership after the run. Thoroughly
deserved I would say.
Regrettably,
I did not see the award ceremony as I was last back off trail (not
late, circa 9.03 back in the car park and in the pub by 9.15).
Next week
Next
week's Hash is from somewhere near Widecombe-in-the-Moor. Our Hare is
Beefy.. As it is also near St George's
Day, wear something English. I rather suspect that I will have to find
a bit of roast beef somewhere.
The
On-Down will be the Rugglestone (please preorder your food directly
with the pub). However, we will be circling up elsewhere nearby. To be
posted on the TVH3 Facebook page in the near future.
On-On to next week, MP.
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